Category Archives: Wordsmith

Morning Mist – Iulia Halatz

Morning Mist – Iulia Halatz – for the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

The mist that
covers my heart
is thick
numbing mornings
and evenings
with the sagacity
of a cubist artifact.

It comes in layers
clinging with fetid fingers
on to the gargoyles
of the old mansion
our love has become…

Read more: https://suddendenouement.com/2019/02/22/morning-mist-iulia-halatz/

The Second Coming by W.B. Yeats

“Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.”
William Butler Yeats

Painting by Adam Elsheimer, The Flight into Egypt.

Sudden Denouement Welcomes New Collective Member Nitin Lalit Murali – Us

“We’ve been through the same routine, you and I:
me, coming home in a prescription haze with slurry speech
and a numbing nonchalance,
and you, broken and infuriated
to see me ‘waste my life away.’”

Read more: https://suddendenouement.com/2019/02/13/sudden-denouement-welcomes-new-collective-member-nitin-lalit-murali-us/

Nitin Lalit Murali is a poet, flash fiction writer and essayist from Bangalore, India. He also enjoys reading literature of different genres and listening to jazz and neo-classical music. He started writing seven years ago and art has consumed him over the years. He blogs regularly at Fighting the Dying Light

“What would you do if you could do anything?”

“What would you do if you could do anything?”

Create my own Republic of Imagination. I wanna write and write to turn the straw of my existence into the gold that can be lived on.
The strange story is bold and wild. But it unlooses the witch-ink that turns straw into tangible possibilities.

If wishes were horses, then beggars might ride.
If wishes were words, then beggars would be writers…
Aren’t we all?

Art by Marvin D. Cone.

I am delighted that some of my poems have been included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

Tea and Turbulence – Aurora Phoenix

Tea and Turbulence (and flabbergasting beauty) by Aurora Phoenix

“was that mercury you dolloped
by the teaspoon brimming
into the cup of my tempest teeming?”

Read more: https://suddendenouement.com/2019/02/14/tea-and-turbulence-aurora-phoenix/

Aurora Phoenix is a wordsmithing oxymoron. Staid suburbanite cloaks a badass warrior wielding weapon grade phrases. Read more of her confabulations at Insights from “Inside.”

What can I give you? – Iulia Halatz

https://suddendenouementpublications.com/2018/05/21/excerpt-from-the-sudden-denouement-anthology-volume-i-what-can-i-give-you-iulia-halatz/

Excerpt from the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I: What Can I Give You? by Iulia Halatz

Sudden Denouement Publishing
a press for divergent writers fluent in the secret language

Melt- Iulia Halatz read by Jonathan O’Farrell

Me reciting Iulia’s glorious poem!
Recital on SoundCloud

https://misterkaki.blog/2018/08/31/melt-iulia-halatz-read-by-jonathan-ofarrell/
Thank you, Jonathan!

I have shared
land and sky
with you.
I have tasted
blood and honey.
My witch-oil turned
to dragon-fire
at your touch…

Soft fingers laid asleep
until your turmoil
woke them
for so long…

It feels like getting drunk
on old reddish wine
long softened
during times of
War
Equanimity
and
Comets.
What shall I pour in your glass?
Molten flowers
Golden ink
Lucid light
Unicorn mirth…

I dig your veins
for gold.
I find pure
bitter-sweet
amber nuggets.

I fear any story
whose ink
my words
can’t drink…
Yet I drip in yours
ever since.

When your arms call
and your lips
read all my feral kisses
How can there be no heaven?

© Iulia Halatz

I am delighted that this poem was included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

The noise of this brain by Devika Mathur

Heartpicking verse from Devika Mathur:

“And so I crumble in my own jaw line
Leaking from the iris,
A stoned mahogany stuck
Beneath the frivolous sky,..”

Read more: https://suddendenouement.com/2019/02/01/the-noise-of-this-brain/

Devika Mathur, a poetess from India, is a published poetess and is a lover of everything dark and surreal. Her work has been previously published in Sudden Denouement, Visual Verse, Dying dahlia review, two drops of ink, Madswirl, The rye whiskey review among various others. Find more of her musings at https://myvaliantsoulsblog.wordpress.com.

Poem in the Pocket by Grumpytyke

Poem in the Pocket by Grumpytyke, one of my favorite bloggers, whose (incessant) love for my country equals my love for his handsome writings:
https://grumpytyke.com/2019/01/26/poem-in-the-pocket/

“poem in the pocket
among the coins
screwed up tissues
words
and things better forgotten
a poem jostled by the little ones
…”

I “accessorize” with an astounding image which epitomizes (in colour and imagination) this trailblazing community of wordsmiths, Writing on the Wharfe.

Art by Everett Shinn.

About Roger: “Tyke. Fan of classic cameras, classic cars (especially VW dubs & minis), classical music (esp L van B, Schubert, Mahler, Mendelssohn), J S Bach, classic cuisine; Yorkshire; Romania. Anti-fan: politicians; ‘celebrities’; EU; fancy frugal ‘starred’ food.”